Fragile Masculinity 
Written By: Ash Catcher ​

I am too clumsy to be around fragile masculinity 


We do not exactly have the best report. 

But I know a little something, I think you know it and more. 

Even CEO’s drag up the recycling bins. 

My mom screams, in my head as a gemini sign she is her own literal  twin. 

Twisted, tired, tied up in knots. 

Bored the other day, I traveled to the town of Pots.

Some funny feelings I had up there 

Swore I saw someone with your same hair.  

My cat literally has the same temperament as you 

What would I give to be a little closer to some Moos. 

Not sure where this thing can go, or if I am taking up too much rental space in my head. 

No idea where I am headed these days, best to just shut up and get back to work, and look ahead. 

I am too clumsy to be around fragile masculinity. 

Shut up, eat me out,  and fix the Xfinity connection. 

Rainbow pours out of my cup

C'mon dude, enough I just want my stuff. 

Exhausted this scenery, I know everyone there is to know

I now know every bridge and borough. 

Give me a change of scenery somewhere with lots of trees. 

Finally coming off my high, now I just got the munchies 

​Freakin DING Bats! A look at Dingman Falls, PA 
Written By: Ash Catcher 
Photo Credit: Dominic Giacalone

The other week I got to see some waterfalls, and other things. 

Got to see my sign hard at work, caressing rocks like a G- string. 

This stuff is so cleansing, I do repeat water grounding with my feet. 

My heart beating harder, water rushing, almost thawed- done preheating. 

Exploring, traveling on my days off, is sometimes better than jacking off. 

But when reality settles and it's time to go home, do I post it online, and show off? 

Or do I keep these places secret? Or share them with the world. 

Real life, and hallucinations begin to swirl. 

What is natural about nature [ any more] ? 

It's just all of what is left. 
 
Humans really made things worse, the only mammal who steals. 

We take life, and lives from the earth, what's the purpose? 

Sometimes it drives me berserk. 

Falling water, where you headed- 

 Going into the smallest cracks never intrepid. 

Dingbat, be my wingman. 

Of the clashing of water, the falls of Dingman. 

​-Ash Catcher 

     You know that age old phrase: “ Talk is cheap”  Well recently I find myself coming to the conclusion that talking actually costs a lot. It can cost you your time, money, and I guess in some very fucked up situations your life… In the past I can chalk up a shit ton of failed relationships that were actually due to a lack of communication. I didn’t want to cause any conflict by voicing my opinion but as I get older I am not sure if my filter has been damaged in transit or something but lately I don't really give much fucks. If something is bothering me, and I don't like it or you pissed me off I am going to look you dead in the eye- or in many cases my phone after I have disgustedly chucked it across the room- I’ll tell you straight up. You can call me the Queen of transparency if you would like. Please enlighten me, my mentality in life has always been very simple: be nice to others, respect animals, and don’t piss me the fuck off. Keep the peace- lately I have been talking much more about my thoughts on life, what I want from life, what music I have been listening to lately, and naturally the most common phrase that has left my mouth: “ Do you want to see a picture of my cat, his name is Banner.” 

     I talk a shit ton. I talk at work, at home, on the phone, I send postcards in the mail, hell on a slow day yea I may just pick up a scam call or two. But do people talk to communicate? To share their thoughts and ideas? Or do we just need to get this stuff out there into the air. I fully believe the greater good in people. I would like to believe that people like to talk, to communicate, to authentically share stories. It does not necessarily have to be relevant to the conversation I just don't know- I can't stand dead space, or static air between one another during a conversation. Like talk to yourself if you have to. I don't care, just keep it going.  On the topic of communicating and talking to get across thoughts and ideas, I am pretty fucking weird, and I problely swear too much ( my parents were never around growing up so sue me) but I can even find common ground with most people. When in doubt talk about, the 3 P’s Puppies, Plants, and Parents- someone can usually relate to if not all 3 at least one of those topics. 

     Talking to Strangers: I must have missed this day in school where the concept of "Stranger Danger” seemed to escape me. I literally have such a fascination with people that I end up talking to almost everyone. I have been told in the past I am pretty annoying to go out to eat with because I end up talking to everyone, the table next to me, the hostess, hell I'll become BFFs with entire establishments if I have the time! If anything, I STRONGLY believe that talking to strangers is a good thing. It helps us expand our network and build relationships with other people. ... This is why many of us feel uneasy about talking to someone we do not know. The thought of approaching a stranger and initiating conversation makes us nervous. How else are you supposed to get to know anyone? I like to do things that challenge me, because if you didn’t step out of your comfort zone every once in a while, are you even living? 

Until next time stay tacky 
     
I went on a really cool adventure this past weekend but I am gonna save it for next week’s Ash Weds!

-Ash Catcher